Bad Girl

Oh why did you put your hand, where it shouldn’t go?
Punish me for fighting back, and for saying ‘No’.
Scared me into loyalty, when I felt only fear,
put your hand across my mouth, when I shed a tear.
But its okay, the Police have gone, did they believe your lie?
Tie me with the skipping rope, I’m praying for goodbye.

But as I cry I am afraid, that I will sob too loud.
Then you’ll be more furious, because I drew a crowd.
I’m ready to be brainwashed, oh, what did I put you through?
Such a dangerous little girl, against the bigger you.
Well, if I am wicked, then that means you are, too.